Patricia Highsmith Quotes:
Ocupation: Novelist
Life: January 19, 1921 - February 4, 1995
Birthday: January 19
Death: February 4
Then Carol slipped her arm under her neck, and all the length of their bodies touched fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water. Why did people talk of heaven, she wondered
source: Patricia Highsmith (2011). “The Price of Salt”, p.206, She Winked Press
topic: Flower, White, Water, White Flowers
